GOLDEN | rk oneshots

track 004

Night Sky

2:11 ━━♥ ─────── 9:01
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wherein the two share a bond that goes way back.

slow-burn serious fluff,
if that's a thing.
i wasn't aiming for angst, i swear.

this is inspired by an anime au i read before and genuinely enjoyed.

student council!au

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"President?"

Roseanne stood in front of the wooden door, the only remaining barrier between her and the student council lounge.

She knocked once, twice and thrice, dusting off the inexistent dirt on her pleated skirt. She clutched the few pile of the council's endless paperwork close to her chest, evidently nervous for all the wrong reasons.

It was past 1 am yet here she was, under the roof and within the tall walls of her school. It is a given that whatever lies for her to deal with outside it's premises, is dark and quite frankly, dangerous. The school itself has it's fair presence of eerie aura, considering the excessively long hallways and intimidatingly large windows.

Roseanne, however, didn't let any of those thoughts fill her mind to the brim. She did feel heavily nervous, though.

She breathed in deeply, and again, and again... and again. She almost failed to crack a smile before deciding to finally reach for the knob and open the door.

When she set foot inside the lounge, instead of finding him seated behind his office table dealing with their work, she catches him standing by the window, his back turned opposite from the room.

"President, aren't you tired? Feel free to use our lounge's sofa to sleep. I'll make sure no one would ever know, if that's your wish."

His eyes didn't turn from where her nervous self is coming and she doesn't know whether or not that pleases her, but it surprises her how she felt him tense up when she stands next to him.

"Park," Jungkook whispers calmly, "What do you think of when you look at the sky?"

She looked at him- confused, the nervousness fading away from her system.

"A memory." She answered nonetheless, "Nothing specific, just a memory. A reminder of a buried nostalgic feeling, sad or happy- it doesn't matter."

"What a charming notion." He quietly mumbles to himself, unaware of thinking out loud.

Roseanne diverted her eyes away from Jungkook to focus on the sky laid in front for the both of them to see. The atmosphere felt serene, neither of them were talking and nobody bothered to for a good minute, then he asks her- out of the blue, somewhat uncalled for.

"Why do you stay by my side, beneath me, when I could be someone you surpass?"

It made her think, "May I ask where this is coming from?"

"You were never told nor asked to stay with me, beside me. A second in command, someone who fills for the lack in abilities of the highe-"

"You have none. There's nothing you lack."

And yet he still didn't spare her a glance, "You give me far too much credit," He breathes, "Nevermind. It's not something you'd understand."

His statement angered her but she won't let it seep through her expression, she didn't want to look glum, at least not in front of him- not right now.